No sign of Angela or any other wrestler. I have to be honest, I was a bit disappointed Angela wasn't present. As I settled in and started putting on...my wrestling shoes, Cynthia came over to speak with me in private while Savannah kept busy on the laptop. She briefly looked over the screen with those sexy brown eyes and smiled that beautiful grin. There was something a little off about her look."Hey Coach, how are you tonight?" asked Cynthia. "Things are good, just ready to get to work. . Our faces are quite close together-to the point where I can taste her breath-and even though we had rough housed in the past, there was something else between us right now. I simply reached into the frig and took out some water and Emily followed suit. We never took our eyes off one another the entire time. I took a few sips of water before placing the bottle on the nearby counter. Emily did the same. Before I realized what I or Emily were doing, both she and I had stepped forward, pressed our. I gagged as I tried to accommodate him, but that only encouraged faster, sharper thrusts, and soon I could feel his cock head banging the back of my throat. Just as I convinced myself that I wouldn’t survive the ordeal, he pulled his cock out of my mouth abruptly, pulled me to a standing position again, spun me around, and bent me over. I was already familiar with the position, but I must have let out quite a yelp when he rammed his fat finger up my ass hole. “Shut the fuck up, and hold still,”. She also tanned and prepared the skins and furs, and manufactured attire from them. We had all worn through three pairs of soft shoes, but in reality, an additional sole was added on the outside, and more lining to the inside. In spite of all this work, she found time to decorate our clothing with feathers, beads, dyes, and designs. I had to caution her against making our traveling clothing very eye-catching, since we would rather not draw attention to ourselves, but to keep her happy allowed.